Writing Prompt

Steve Fairaday was awake, but there was precious little time left. It was now or never.

Reaching from beneath the bedclothes, he lifted his iPhone from its position on the floor.

Almost immediately the phone began to buzz, and ring.

Tapping the option for Stop, Steve turned off the alarm, and breathed a sigh of relief. His phone read 7:10am. _That could have been bad. Real ...

Does the horseshoe face up or down over doorway?. Please leave through the same door. It’s bad karma to exit through a different doorway. There is a big red horn, hanging below my car mirror. It’s for preventing bad luck while driving. When I can’t find something, I pray to Saint ANTHONY. Please help me find what I’m looking for. Throwing salt from the shaker, over my right and left shoulder. Pre...

“Tap twice knock once. Tap twice knock once.” Alice repeated under her breadth as she made her way out the door. After turning each of the three locks, her middle finger tapped twice against the door’s center panel followed by a quick wrap of her knuckles. She repeated the pattern twice more before stepping back and smoothing her hands hands down her red, black, and white plaid skirt- three times ...

he looks aimlessly into the fog. There's nothing there truly but he still fixates on it's emptiness. "I know this is a sign of hollow ambition. The empty sky is just proof of this. Shall I turn back because of it. I mean there it lingers the harsh concainence of the world. I shouldn't abide by their ideals for I have my own and I know my truth. I earned my ideals through my mother though she is a ...

Close the window

Open the door

Turn on the light

Don’t do anymore

Check the furnace

Double check the door

Will you stop checking

I’ll check once more

Did you turn off the iron

And unplug the pot

What about the garage door

Did it close or stop

Checking and checking

A constant struggle

Once more to make sure

Hogwarts to muggels...

Miss Periwinkle lived in a little neighborhood in a little house. Her door was red but only in September. She’d never paint it blue, that would cause great misfortune.

She’d throw salt over her left shoulder as she entered a room, and always put it down facing north.

When she walked past her fireplace she must sneeze, who know what will happen if she doesn’t?

She’d never, never say the number be...

I want to cook the soup tonight, but I can’t. The moon is half-full and the air is cool. When those conditions meet, I must not gather from the garden. That’s what I’ve always known. I don’t have any vegetables stored inside; its been a harsh winter. So, my mother’s recipe book eyes me suspiciously from the corner of my cabin and I hear the wind whipping on the eaves; another foreboding omen. I wo...

Lip gloss four times, never three,

Or he won’t want to look at me.

Mascara ten or I’ll seem plain,

Too much and he’ll call me vain.

A kiss to prove I know my place,

A second so he’ll still embrace.

My hand in his, just soft enough—

Too firm, I’m needy. Too light, too tough.

I count, I fix, I do it right—

But when did love start feeling tight?...

This morning I almost stepped on a crack.

It startled me so much I almost took out my back.

I stepped over it with relief and came across a ladder.

I almost went under, but I managed to avoid it and hold onto my bladder.

These small superstitions are ones that are common.

I have them all, the whole shabang.

I have even more than most, for instance this morning at 8:00am the phone rang whilst...

I came down for coffee this morning and realized the pot was empty. Rats, I thought. I was sure I had filled it the night before. It was no use brewing it again, I didn’t have much time to get ready. I went back to my bedroom, a little less awake than before, to find my laundry still wet in the dryer. Rats again, I thought. Well, if my clothes are going to smell anyway, there’s no point in showeri...